Hail the King

[TL Note: This chapter is a 2-in-1 chapter, so it will be split into 4 parts]

“Oh no!” King Constantine was shocked, and he punched away a few soldiers of Leon and turned around as he shouted without hesitation, “Retreat! Retreat immediately!”

At this moment, he knew that he had underestimated his enemies and fell into the trap that was set up by his enemies.

Both were kings, but Constantine’s strength couldn’t be compared with Fei’s. In addition, his advisor wasn’t as good as Old Aryang who was on par with [Zenit’s God of War] Arshavin.

However, since King Constantine had been around Fei and Arshavin for a while, and he had picked up a thing or two. Even though he couldn’t be compared with these two ‘Titans’ of Zenit, he didn’t lack the judgment and decisiveness of a great king.

At this critical moment, he didn’t try to take on the trap which was set up by the Leonians head-on, and he didn’t want to use the lives and blood of his soldiers and citizens to prove his pride and merit.

He instantly turned around and ordered his men to retreat.

This on-time decision saved the lives of the 2,000 elite soldiers of Byzantine.

Before those powerful masters of Leon who revealed their auras could dash out, the people of Byzantine already started to retreat orderly under their king’s command.

In this dangerous situation, the soldiers of Byzantine who even ditched their Capital didn’t collapse like a sand sculpture in front of great force. After a short moment of chaos, the soldiers of Byzantine unleashed great combat force like an awakened lion! Not a single soldier of Byzantine showed fear, and they dashed at their enemies, trying to use their own lives to save the lives of their peers and loved ones!

The soldiers of Leon who surrounded the soldiers of Byzantine were well-trained and had many great weapons and armors. However, they weren’t in an advantage in front of their opponents!

“Don’t feel anxious! Go back the way we came and back onto the ships! Let’s escape back onto the sea!”

In the night, the young King Constantine was enveloped by his green warrior energy flames as he showcased great power.

He blocked more than 1,000 elite soldiers of Leon who were chasing after them, and the fist energies that he shot out using the [Seven Injure Fist] dashed forward like continuous waves; no one was able to get within 100 meters of him.

Warriors of Leon who unleashed their warrior energies jumped at King Constantine one after another, trying to defeat the young king. However, they were sent flying as soon as they met the fist energies of the [Seven Injure Fist].

Two Eight-Star Warriors of Leon who dashed out of the King’s Palace had already died under the [Seven Injure Fist] of Constantine.

The power that their king displayed boosted the morale of the Byzantinians, and they retreated in an orderly fashion. In less than 20 minutes, more than 2,000 soldiers of Byzantine charged through more than 6,000 elite soldiers of Leon and got onto their ships.

The only problem right now was that the Leonians who chased after them appeared near the moat like a flood, and fire arrows were shot out like raindrops in a storm. If no one stayed behind to block their enemies, the ships wouldn’t be able to move away in time, and the fire arrows might destroy them!

“Your Majesty! Please leave! We will stop the Leonians!”

At this critical moment, the ordinary citizens of Byzantine who supported their king’s mission turned around and dashed at the elite soldiers of Leon with sickles, hoes, hammers, and fishing tridents.

These people were mostly seniors of Byzantine. The soldiers of Leon already massacred Their loved ones, and they had nothing to live for. If they were able to trade their lives for the safe retreat of their king and the elite soldiers of the kingdom, reserving the hope for revenge, they were willing to take that deal at any time.

The young king was enraged at this moment, and he was beyond angry and sad. He roared and cried, wanting to save his loyal citizens, but his body suddenly froze. The internal injuries that he sustained from using [Seven Injure Fist] this many times reached a level, and he couldn’t press them down anymore.

His loyal guards carried him onto a battleship while crying like madmen, and the battleships quickly sailed.

The soldiers of Byzantine cried and shivered on the ships as they witnessed how their peers who stayed behind to slow down their enemies got slaughtered by the Leonians one by one. The soldiers gripped their weapons tightly and gritted their teeth with force. While biting through their lips, they stared at the scene and tried to iron it into their souls. The burning flames and rising smokes were their witnesses!

-On the shore-

After the bloody battle, about 50 civilians and soldiers of Byzantine were surrounded by more than ten times the enemies. They were pressed into a small circle, and weapons pointed at them with cold lights reflecting off the blades.

-Outside the circle-

A young, handsome nobleman of Leon sat on a tall and majestic white horse while wearing bright, silver armor. He still looked immature like a boy and had slightly-chubby cheeks, but coldness that didn’t belong to his age group flashed in his eyes as he stared at the fearless Byzantinians who were surrounded.

He said lightly, “Kill them all! Then, decapitate them, hang their heads up, and deter others!”

As soon as he finished, a few mighty warriors charged forward.

Knife energies dashed by, and sword energies flashed.

Merciless!

The 51 brave Byzantinians were decapitated instantly.

Blood jetted into the sky like powerful fountains, and the headless corpses held their weapons in their hands tightly and leaned against each other, unwilling to fall. With their lifeless bodies, they formed a meat wall to block the Leonians!

That young, handsome nobleman of Leon wiped the few drops of blood off his face, and his handsome face looked vicious under the illumination of the flames around him. He laughed and showed his pearl-white teeth as he said to the messenger beside him, “I thought this battle is going to kill at least 60% of the remaining forces of Byzantine. However, I didn’t expect that the Byzantine Kingdom has a capable little king. This is interesting. Pass my order! Ask the Imperial Navy to get ready! We must eliminate all the navy of Byzantine once for all!”

A red, blood-like magic signal was shot into the sky, and it looked evil as if devils were sneering.

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